In the stuffy cabin, almost all the soldiers took off their shirts, and the low wall of the artillery compartment was covered with their clothes. But rather than saying that these were clothes, it would be more appropriate to say that they were the hand towels they used to wipe their sweat.
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"The blooming bombs are loaded!!"
"The stimulating medicine is loaded!!"
"A group of target forward ports!! Calibration completed!!"
"The second group of target forward warships!! Calibration completed!!"
"Three sets of targets in front of the city wall!! Calibration completed!!"
"put--!!!"
"boom--!!!"
"Reload!!!"
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"The fore-and-aft sail is heeled forty-five degrees to starboard!!"
"The upper, middle and lower halves of the mainmast and square sail!!"
“Keep course—!!!”
"The distance to the front ship is shortening——!! It is shortening——!!!"
"Half the mainmast again—!! Slow down! Slow down!!"
"The speed of our ship and the front ship are basically the same——!!"
"Stay unchanged——!!Stand by——!!"
"yes--!!"
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"Report to the first mate! The heading remains unchanged!!"
"That's the same shit! Can't you tell the ship is tilted to the left?! Half a circle to the right!!"
"Yes!! Halfway to the right!!"
"Back to normal!!"
"Yes!! Come back!!!"
"Notify the artillery warehouse!! Continue the bombardment!!"
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The huge First Fleet, led by the flagship Xuan Si, continued bombarding the Port of Colombo (Sri Lanka) for a day. It was not until the evening of that day that they saw white flags erected on the other side's city walls...
"These bastards! Why are they here!??" Zhao Kaixuan knocked on the railing of the deck and laughed loudly. Until three days ago, the envoys he sent were ridiculed by their officials in this royal city.
Wanton ridicule, it has only been less than a day since the war started... but the other side has surrendered...
I really don’t know where the crazy self-confidence of this group of people comes from. They were so arrogant at the beginning, but now they are so slapped in the face. They were beaten up by Liang Guo’s navy from a distance of two seas. Now all their warships have sunk into the sea.
, the city wall that we were so proud of was riddled with holes, and now we are surrendering... Why did we go there so early?
"Waste of my shells!!" After laughing enough, Zhao Kaixuan cursed a few more times, then walked towards the coach who had been watching the game, and bowed his hands.
"Commander! The capital of Ceylon has surrendered, and all our troops are unscathed!!"
"Don't take this lightly. Send three thousand infantry into the city quickly to disarm to prevent the opponent from surrendering! Delay and wait for reinforcements!"
"yes!!"
"Wu Qidao!"
"The end is here!"
"I order you to lead five thousand infantry and station them outside the city to prevent sudden changes!"
"Yes!!" Wu Qidao answered with his hand, then thought for a moment, looked up at Yan Bing, and whispered: "What about you, commander? General Rong Mo is too talkative. In this small place, with the general's five thousand soldiers
The horses are enough to suppress it! The commander can directly command the fleet to attack Baiyin! There is no need to wait here..."
"Well, I have this intention as well!" Yan Bing stood on tiptoes and patted Wu Qidao's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Then I'll leave this to you..."
"Finally, I will definitely live up to my mission!!"
"Okay...leave it to you, I'm at ease!"
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Huang Wu's second year
The fourth day of May
Huangwu Emperor Wenzheng summoned hundreds of officials, held a grand ceremony, held sacrifices to ancestors at the Temple of Heaven, and ordered a general amnesty for the whole world, and the whole world celebrated!
His eldest son...came into the world safely...and his mother and son are safe...
But this is not what makes him most happy. What makes him most happy is the good news that has come one after another in the past few months!
Yuan Chonghuan led 20,000 troops to conquer Annan, Laos, Cambodia, and Siam, and merged into Liang territory!
After Lu Xiangsheng defeated the three countries of Burma, Alam, and Bhutan, he went straight into the Mughal territory and conquered several cities!
The old commander He Yougui led three troops to surround and annihilate the 110,000 Mughal army in Karakum!
Yan Qihua conquered all the countries in the South China Sea and captured hundreds of seals!
Daliang's territory... has doubled in just two years!
How could this not make him ecstatic?
I almost wake up laughing from my dreams in the middle of the night!
At this time, Wang Wenzheng's mentality was slowly changing as he grew older...
He is no longer the naive and stubborn young man before. Now he is "tolerant of all rivers" and frequently recruits concubines. Even the time for correcting memorials has been greatly shortened. In the eyes of others, others will think that he has lost his ambition and lost his character.
, but only he himself knows that having concubines and having more heirs means that more warriors can be cultivated in the future and the imperial power can be stabilized!
As for him, he also devoted a lot of time to studying martial arts. Whenever he encountered something he couldn't understand, he often went to Prince Gong's Mansion to ask for advice from his master. For the sake of the old man, Yu Mohan naturally treated him like a son and a nephew, teaching him everything he could.
, in just over a year, he went from an ordinary person to the middle stage of body training in the cauldron.
Although this speed of advancement is far behind that of talented talents such as Lingyue and Yan Bing, for most warriors, it is already a rapid progress. It has to be said that perhaps the Wang family has its roots in
Only with the talent of martial arts can a great talent like Wang Linfeng emerge, and the martial arts talents of Wang Wenzheng and Wang Wensheng are gradually emerging...
"Brother Imperial!! Your posture is wrong! It should be like this!"
While Wang Wensheng was talking, he struck the opponent with his sword. After a few turns, he slowly landed on the ground. Then he put away the sword and smiled innocently.
"Oh..." Wang Wenzheng nodded and replied thoughtfully: "As expected, he practiced martial arts four years earlier than me, and he is indeed more meticulous than me..."
"Haha! That's natural!!" Wang Wensheng has rarely had a talent that can surpass the emperor's brother since he was born, and he immediately showed a proud look on his face.
But Wang Wenzheng didn't let him be proud for long, and said eloquently: "But since you and I are both practicing martial arts, and we are both in front of the master, I think... we should commensurate with the martial arts seniority... What do you think? Master
nephew?"
The smile on Wang Wensheng's face, which Wang Wenzheng was so angry with, instantly went back. He lowered his head and rubbed his feet on the ground. Just when he was about to call out "Uncle Master" in a coy way, he saw his wife on the side holding a cup of hot tea.
Passed it to Wang Wenzheng...
"Hey~~ Your Majesty should treat it as a royal... Otherwise, it will not only mess up the etiquette, but also mess up the seniority... Junior Brother..."
"Pfft~~"
"Hahaha!"
"Hahahahaha..."
"Let's stop making trouble, let's stop making trouble. You should still call me Emperor Brother! Emperor Brother, you have a very good wife! Very good!!"
Wang Wenzheng smiled as he took the tea bowl, took a sip and returned it.
The old man was sitting by the wall, leaning his chin on his hand as he watched the joyous scene in front of him, secretly feeling sad...
"This girl Qihua... It's been almost two years... It's time to come back..."
